Thinking of Chu Tian's death again, Zhuang Liebing felt a sudden pain in his heart and tears welled up in his eyes.
"Wen Xian, Chu Tian and Wu Shan were poisoned by them?! I, Zhuang Liebing, will definitely avenge my daughter and son-in-law. Poor my Chu Tian, she didn't even know that I was her biological father until she died!"
When Mrs. Liang heard this, she quickly covered his mouth.
He warned coldly: "Don't say such things in front of outsiders! If someone hears it, will you and I still have our lives?"
"Chu Tian was killed by them, and I will fight with all my strength to let Yu Song, Yu Weiyin, and Shao Mo be buried with him!"
Mrs. Liang raised her lips and smiled, stretched out her hand to brush a strand of hair flying by her cheek, carefully tucked it behind her ear, and suddenly said: "Actually, it would be better if Chu Tian and Wu Shan were 'dead'."
Zhuang Liebing was shocked and puzzled.
"Wen Xian, what are you talking about? That's you and my daughter and son-in-law! Just having your neck cut for nothing, doesn't your heart hurt?"
Liang sneered and said, "Yu Song, the old prisoner, has always been soft-hearted. Now that I have lost my son and husband, even if I do something to Yu Weiyin, he will not touch me easily for the sake of death."
Recalling that she tried to kill Yu Weiyin with a dagger and instigated the servant girl to kill Yu Weiyin in the mourning hall, Yu Song only ground her. Even if he said he wanted to divorce her, he only said that he would discuss it after giving birth to the child.
Come to think of it, Yu Song will never be cruel to her now.
"But...but it is our daughter's life after all!"
Zhuang Liebing was so angry that his fair face could not help but turn red, "Wen Xian! My heart is filled with pain! How could you say such a thing? It really hurts me so much!"
Seeing that he became more and more excited as he spoke, Ms. Liang finally couldn't help but tell the truth.
"Okay, Lie Bing, let me tell you, Chu Tian and Wu Shan are not dead."
"What?!"
Zhuang Liebing was struck by lightning and stared at Mr. Liang dumbfounded. He couldn't say a word for a long time. He could only repeat the words in his heart, not dead, not dead...
"Come with me and I will take you to see them."
Liang arranged her clothes and took Zhuang Liebing to the study room next door while no one was around.
Under the illumination of a dim kerosene lamp, it was possible to see clearly that there was nothing else in the room except a black lacquered archaeological shelf, a square long table, and three rosewood official hat chairs. The archaeological shelf and desk were both
It is filled with neatly arranged books and dictionaries.
Zhuang Liebing looked around but did not see his daughter or son-in-law.
Looking back, I saw that the long curtain cast a large area of dark light and shadow on the window, which made me feel terrified.
He asked in surprise: "Wen Xian, where are Chu Tian and the others?"
Is it possible that he is allowed to meet the ghost of his daughter and son-in-law?
Zhuang Liebing was trembling all over when he thought of those gods and ghosts in his mind. Mrs. Liang pinched him, and he was so frightened that he was about to scream. Ms. Liang mocked him: "Didn't I just say that I wanted to avenge my daughter?"
? With such courage, how can you take revenge?"
When Zhuang Liebing heard this, he straightened his chest and suppressed the fear in his heart.
Mrs. Liang pursed her lips at him.
Pointing at the ancient rack and gesturing for him to push it away, Zhuang Liebing was surprised. Something suddenly came to his mind, and he couldn't help but get excited and hurried forward.
After using about 30% of his strength, he pushed open the Bogu shelf and saw that five inches behind the Bogu shelf was a small stone door!
There are several small round holes above the stone door for ventilation and exhaust.
Mrs. Liang stepped forward and gave three long and two short signals to the stone door. After a while, the stone door opened, and a pair of beautiful men and women stood beside the door.
The woman has a slightly round face. She is wearing a lotus-colored Hunan embroidered shirt and a moon-white floral skirt. She looks charming. The man is wearing a blue shirt and black hat. He has a thin face and looks elegant.
Zhuang Liebing looked at it carefully and realized that the figure looked very much like Yu Chutian and Zhao Wushan.
But that face doesn’t match the person in my impression!
He couldn't help but trembled with shock.
Today, I heard people in the mansion speaking vividly, saying that both the second young lady and the uncle had their necks wiped, which was terrible.
The blood was all over his face, and it was beyond recognition!
Is it possible that the corpse has been resurrected?
As soon as this thought occurred, the fear and panic in my heart became even more intense. She hurriedly turned around and asked, "Wen Xian, this... is this Chu Tian's relationship with me?"
When Mrs. Liang saw that his body was starting to tremble, she told him, "Yes, they just changed the face of the disguise artist, not a ghost."
As he said that, he pointed to the shadows at the feet of the two of them. If there were shadows, they must not be ghosts, but living people.
Zhuang Liebing temporarily calmed down.
"Come in and talk." Yu Chutian glanced outside warily.
Zhuang Liebing nodded and hurriedly blew out the kerosene lamp. After Liang and others entered the stone room, he pulled the ancient shelf to the front of the stone door to block it. After confirming that there was no oversight, he turned around and went in.
The stone interior is brightly lit and warm.
The incense table, bed and chair frames are all the same as those in ordinary wing rooms. Even the stone tile floor is covered with a layer of silver-white wool carpet.
After sitting down at the desk, Zhuang Liebing hurriedly asked: "Chu Tian! What on earth is going on? Tell dad!"
Hearing the word "dad" from Zhuang Liebing's mouth, Yu Chutian frowned.
A few days ago, my mother told them her life story. Although she was mentally prepared to face Zhuang Liebing, she was extremely unwilling to think that she was just the daughter of a servant.
When Zhuang Liebing saw her face changing color, he was worried that he had scared her.
I heard Mrs. Liang say from the side: "Liebing, I have clearly explained Chu Tian's life experience to them."
He was relieved and stared at his daughter again. Seeing that she was alive and well now, he felt extremely happy. Fatherly love surged in his chest, and he looked forward to her calling him daddy.
Yu Weiyin bit her lip and didn't want to speak, but because of Liang's face, she could only reluctantly call daddy vaguely.
However, his voice was very low and his attitude was not very enthusiastic. When Zhao Wushan saw this, he also stepped forward and called daddy. Zhuang Liebing felt very pleased.
After hearing Yu Chutian explain the cause and effect, he couldn't help but clasp his hands and laugh.
"Okay! Okay! Chu Tian is smart now, and he will definitely be able to fight Yu Weiyin and Shao Mo to death!"
Hearing his praise, Yu Chutian looked a little better, but her eyes were filled with a sinister smile.
"If it weren't for the mouthful of blood that I vomited that day, I might not have known that that bitch Yu Weiyin actually poisoned us!"
That day, she and Zhao Wushan returned to Zhao's house. They wanted to make a bowl of herbal tea to quell the fire, but they heard a traveling medical magician ringing a bell outside the house, claiming that he could solve any difficult and complicated diseases.
As soon as his heart moved, he called his servant to invite the doctor in.
The doctor happened to be a very good traveling doctor. After checking her pulse, he did not say that she was suffering from shortness of breath, heart attack, or heat syndrome. Instead, he said that she had been poisoned by a strange poison. If she got angry again, she would probably die immediately.
Yu Chutian panicked and hurriedly asked the doctor for help.
It was fitting that she should die, so the doctor wrote a prescription for her. When she went to pick up the prescription, the jade hairpin in her bun happened to fall on the desk. The doctor took it, looked at it, sniffed it, and found that
He said, "This hairpin is poisonous!"
Zhao Wushan was so frightened that he dropped the jade hairpin in his bun to the ground.
He thought that half of his moon had not been healed yet, and now he was poisoned by a new poison. His face suddenly turned pale with shock, and he hurriedly begged the doctor to check his pulse.